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Oct 29, 2010 03:32

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This is mostly depressing because I know it's true. That's also the source of the humor... and this is going to be my life soon. The benefit of going to school where I do is that I've actually talked to my professors regularly, they know me and my strengths/weaknesses/interests pretty well, and can write good recommendations. There is hope... it's just kind of tiny and made out of wishes.

Things I'm going to do tomorrow: chapter outlines (Son of A Preacherman, Close Enough for Rock 'n' Roll, Sparks and Shells, Untitled Mutant Crossover Fic, Apocabang Chuck fic, September's story, Justine's story, & Ruby's story - Ruby being my NaNo FMC, not Sam's demon girlfriend), finish what I've started (CHELSEA'S GODDAMN HISTORY SECTION; SoaP chapters - John/Mary+Sam/Ruby, Dean/Cas+a leather jacket+Gabriel being a dick; Dean/Cas fairytale fic), make headway (Reversebang fic - knocking out 1,000-1,500 words would be great; Justine - make good use of a few Lucy prompts to start setting things in motion; September, maybe?), put my desktop edition of Write or Die to good use, go see Bill and Rufus @ ~4ish, DRINK TEA, post office run at some point, Supernatural @ 9. Cookie party? Maybe a cookie party. Maybe the video blog I didn't start last week. Maybe think about the Shakespearean porn I need to write, but maybe not, since the due date if 1st February.

Things I'm not doing tomorrow: lurking on AIM as an excuse to not do anything, playing Bejeweled and/or Pandemic 2 all day, having conniptions over stupid things (like what may or may not happen on Sunday), yelling at first years. Neglecting to take my B12+folic acid. Chugging the rest of my sangria and using it as a substitute for creativity. Worry about explaining to my parents, "I made $25 and got a publishing credit! In a trade paperback! ...Erotic fiction," not least because the due date for submissions is in February. Panic. Forget where my towel is. Use pon farr as a substitute for genuine plot. Drink a Pan-Galactic Gargleblaster as a way of shirking responsibilities.

Awesome.
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